Today, was my official first day of college, here at The Catholic University of America. I started classes today and obviously they sucked. I have homework in them already. But who cares about the main reason why I am going to college, lets get down to the REAL reason why I am at college. Well I'll start by saying that, here at the Catholic University of America, we value three main things as a religous based University; no alcohol, no drugs and no premateral sex. Let's just say that in the short few days that I have been here, I should already be sent to hell.
Thursday, Friday, Sunday and Monday have been great but Saturday, Saturday, was where it was at. On Saturday, we skipped the gay ass 'Cardinal Carnival' where all the faggots were chillin (in this case, 'faggots' is used as a derogitory name for fellow college students that dont 'make it up to par' with my standards). And skipped straight to the shots of cheap vodka and lemonade (we upgraded from chasing with high fives, court!). Then Phoebe (my 'cutting it close to faggot status' roommate) and Kaeliegh (my suite-mate from Brooklyn; she meets my standards.) and I went to H's apartment with her friends to continue our quest of getting biligerently drunk. Then we went to The Football House or maybe it was the Basket ball House? OR the Lacrosse House? Eh, either way there was a raging party, where there was barley any walking room because it was so crowded with people. We met some new faces and then eventually around 2:00 am the party was beginning to get shut down so we moved to Real Party (aka any peeps that were rollin' wit me) to H's friend house. This is where I got some. The boy who owned the house (whose name will not be released due to unnessesary name dropping) gave me a tour of his newly moved into home. He showed me the basment where he had a barber shop set up, which in any sober case, I would of thought was odd, but being slammed, I thought was wicked kewl! Me, being drunk and retarded, let him cut my hair, which by the way I was the first female whose hair he has ever cut. Considering he was drunk, my bangs actually turned out pretty good. Anyways, the cutting of the bangs led to a whole other kind of Bang. One bang led to another and before you knew it we were hooking up on his movie theatre seats in his basement (Along with having a hair cutting station in his basment, he also has a home theatre; talk about a pimped out basement!) Anyways I did not do the dirty with him because I am a girl with morals! And also I made a deal with H and her friend C that I would not have sex for the first twenty days and nights so I can avoid being THAT girl ('THAT girl' as in the sloppy, easy, drunk girl aka my worst college nightmare). It also helps having my period... Well I think I concluded the most eventful part of my night.
OKAY, so obviously a lot of other things have occurred since I have been here but im too lazy to blog right now and I have a 9:35 am class tomorrow, which by the way, who ever allowed 9:35 am classes to be held should be shot. Or as Kaeliegh puts it, "should be shot in the throat and slit with dagers, etc" (she takes Drama classes, can you tell?) Alright, I am becoming dillisional. Cannot wait until I actually have to write papers, rather than a pointless blog.. THATS GONNA SUCK.
foote note: Phoebe is not really 'cutting it close to faggot status', or atleast that is what I tell her to her face..
foote note: Mom, if you are reading this, I am afraid of my suite mate, Kaeleigh, please help me. Send flare guns and care packages (filled with chocolate chip cookies and gushers and home-made turkey chili because Kaeliegh gets stomach sick/ diherra from the Chili here because she claims that there are laxatives in the cafeteria food. She also thinks that getting your astronimical sign tattooed on your body is orignal..
The future is unknown, the past is soon forgotten and the present is one breath at a time.
Monday, August 30, 2010
COLLEGE&TELL
Well ladies, College is here. Summer has come and gone and we've lived it up and had the time of our lives; car troubles and all. But now its time to buckle down and get serious (yet continue to get retardly drunk). So, with every ending there is a new beginning and with every beginning, there is a blog. As lame as it seems, whether you like it or not, we're going to blog our college lives for the next four years. This way we can absent-mindly follow each others life and stay connected. Also, we'll be able to look back on the experiances and nights we can't or won't be able to remember.
SO, in this blog, this is where we "College&Tell" (like Kiss&Tell). We can share everything from crazy, drunken nights, sloppy hook-ups, good grades on a paper, new products you like, music, girl drama, ETC. You can write about anything and everything that is on your mind. And most importantly, this blog is made and viewed for our eyes only. Mainly because I'd die of embarressment if anyone else read this but you guys...
Now that we have that covered, LESSSSS GET CRUNK. hah kidding, thats gay. but really..
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